Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Robert Frost

I resent him for the mere fact of his last name.

I don't know what to say today, except that I am SICK AND TIRED OF BLOODY SNOW!

Let it be Spring, already!

Posted by I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll. at 9:24 PM
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Krissyface said...

Oh, Scoot, Scoot, Scoot. I'm so sorry for all your fucked up snow. And I here I am rambling on and on and on and on about how lovely springtime is in New York...
I'm so ig'nant. Can you ever forgive me???

9:50 PM

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